The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Little red envelope, little gift… that man had an attitude about “little.”

Yet, in Cheng Zhe’s eyes, Xu Wenqian’s seemingly mild reaction appeared as if she was intentionally covering up something.

“Who gave this to you?”

Cheng Zhe demanded.

It was at this moment that Xu Wenqian realized something was off about her boyfriend’s tone. She frowned, “What do you mean by that? Didn’t I tell you it was from a client, and it was because…”

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“Why don’t you just tell me directly, was it that Mr. Zhou?”

Cheng Zhe interrupted Xu Wenqian, sneering coldly.

“And what if it was? Cheng Zhe, today I was with…”

“I knew it, I knew it!”

Cheng Zhe, trembling with anger, interrupted Xu Wenqian once more. He growled, “So your so-called overtime today was just a date with that Mr. Zhou?”

“Xu Wenqian, are you doing this to me? To our five-year relationship!”

“When did you become such a vain woman!”

Xu Wenqian, who originally wanted to explain, was somewhat incredulous looking at her boyfriend’s contorted face.

No matter how they argued before, Cheng Zhe had never lost his composure like this. Watching the veins bulging on Cheng Zhe’s forehead, Xu Wenqian inexplicably felt a sliver of fear.

“Cheng Zhe, calm down. Today I helped Mr. Zhou with something…”

“Help, huh?”

Cheng Zhe laughed out loud. “What kind of help gets you something worth six thousand bucks, satisfying a physical need?”

Slap!

Xu Wenqian couldn’t hold back any longer and slapped Cheng Zhe.

This time, it was Cheng Zhe’s turn to be stunned.

“Get out!” With her eyes already red, Xu Wenqian pointed at the door. “Get out of here!”

“You…”

Holding his face, Cheng Zhe’s expression changed several times before finally grabbing his coat and slamming the door behind him.

Bang!

The old iron door banged loudly, causing Xu Wenqian to shiver. Once she was sure Cheng Zhe had gone downstairs, she squatted down and covered her face in tears.

She cried for quite a while when the “ding dong” sound of her phone came.

Xu Wenqian picked up the phone, but it wasn’t a message from her boyfriend; it was a series of voice messages from Sun Yi.

“Oh my god, Qianqian, I just checked the website, and this perfume gift set costs six thousand dollars, more expensive than my phone!”

“No way, I must post something on social media. Hey, do you think I should block Mr. Zhou? Would it make me look a bit vain…”

“Forget it, whatever… By the way, I’ll treat you to a big meal once I get my commission, and we can go on a shopping spree…”

Sun Yi babbled on with great excitement.

Xu Wenqian listened dumbfounded, unable to articulate how she felt.

Even though Sun Yi’s income often lagged behind hers, and her job wasn’t as respectable, why… why was she so burdened?

She couldn’t recall the last time she was so giddy like Sun Yi that she couldn’t sleep.

She thought back to an hour ago.

When she got off the elevator and realized she had forgotten her access card, so she had to go back, and through the slightly ajar door, she saw an absurd and obscene scene.

It was beyond Xu Wenqian’s comprehension.

Such a sight, perhaps she had only encountered once when she accidentally clicked into a folder of her roommate’s back in college.

She always thought that Sun Yi, like her, would be utterly repelled by these things.

At that moment, with her legs wobbling, Xu Wenqian suddenly realized that she didn’t truly understand her best friend.

Xu Wenqian hugged herself tightly, burying her head once more, not knowing if she was escaping something or reminiscing about something.

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When Zhou Wang saw that Xu Wenqian had returned his transfer, he didn’t bother much with it.

Not every woman is so materialistic—of course, perhaps it was because the amount wasn’t enough.

But using money to forcefully test human nature was like testing if a cup can withstand dropping. Once you have that thought, the cup is destined to break.

Conversely, Zhou Wang felt that in such a materialistic society, it was quite rare to find someone with a bit of integrity. There was no need to ruin it.

However, Zhou Wang decided to temporarily remove Xu Wenqian from the planned team list. There was no choice; for the most sensitive financial aspect, only someone he completely trusted could handle it.

The next day, Zhou Wang visited the estate bureau accompanied by Sun Yi.

He had already asked Jiang Mo for the ID card in advance. Jiang Mo didn’t even ask what it was for and simply sent a picture of both sides… Compliance seemed to be ingrained.

After transferring the property registration to both of their names, Sun Yi handed him the keys and the related property documents, completing the entire process. Zhou Wang and Jiang Mo officially became the owners of “Cui Lake Apartments.”

Next, it was Xu Wenqian’s turn to help him connect with furniture companies to purchase all necessary furnishings.

With a budget of a million yuan, when verifying the requirements, Zhou Wang only had specific requests regarding the “bed,” leaving the rest for Xu Wenqian to decide.

Having spent some time handling these matters, Zhou Wang informed those close to him and then activated “do not disturb mode,” sprinting into the final round.

To make up for wasted time, Zhou Wang spent four days jam-packed.

Almost every day, he left the library just before it closed. The intense workload left Zhou Wang with no energy to care about anything else. By the third day, Xu Wenqian had already asked him to inspect the results, but Zhou Wang paid no mind.

Finally, the countdown to the second round came to its last day.

When the clock on the library wall pointed to half past five, Zhou Wang, engrossed in reading, suddenly snapped out of his “academic god mode” and soon heard a string of system notifications.

Ding!

[Second round is over, compiling data]

[Host completed reading 41 books, accumulating 1,880 points]

Ding!

[Host received a “1880㎡ property blind box” x1]

[Note 1: Upon opening, the property will materialize in reality with an “X ≤ 50㎡” variance in exact size]

[Note 2: Hotel accommodation reimbursement will persist until the property is deemed “ready to occupy”]

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Upon seeing the string of prompts, an utterly exhausted Zhou Wang was instantly revitalized.

Having strived continuously for fourteen days, venturing out only for a day and two nights, he had awaited this moment.

Glancing at the “property blind box” gleaming in the system warehouse, Zhou Wang didn’t rush to open it.

First of all, Zhou Wang’s state wasn’t optimal, and secondly, he felt his recent luck was lacking.

Since triggering the “Izzy’s Treasure Map,” he hadn’t activated any Easter Egg Book rewards in the past week.

After some thought, Zhou Wang first returned to the hotel, had a meal at the executive lounge to fill his stomach, then went back to his room to nap for a while, freshened up…

It wasn’t until nine o’clock in the evening that a refreshed Zhou Wang stood expectantly in the living room, facing south.

Beside him, a bottle of Cook Romanee Champagne was prepared in advance for the celebration.

At this moment, Zhou Wang felt a rare sense of excitement.

Excluding “Cui Lake Apartments,” this was truly going to be his first real estate in life.

Approaching 1900 square meters, Zhou Wang was curious… could such a large property even exist in Ming City?

A flat of that size would probably be unheard of, so maybe a villa? Or a manor?

According to Zhou Wang’s assumption, even if such a large property existed, it would likely be in the suburbs.

He might feel some regret about that point because, at just over twenty, he still preferred dwelling in the vibrant heart of a city.

Tsk tsk, was he being picky now?

Feeling he wasn’t devout enough, Zhou Wang quickly discarded all his wild ideas, focusing his mind on the “property blind box,” and clicked “open.”

[“1880㎡ property blind box” is opening]

Ding!

[Suitable property successfully locked, interacting with reality…]